Page 52 of Sold to the Single Daddies (Southern Heat Reverse Harems #4)

Mills

Reagan made noises that would get me hard at the thought of them until the day I died.

Her blow job could only be described as enthusiastic.

She took Tate deep and there was a smile tipping her stretched out lips up each time she came up.

She was putting on a hell of a show and I was getting tired of sharing. My control was hanging on by a thread.

Watching West move her body so he could wedge himself under her made me even harder.

I could almost taste her juicy little pussy on my tongue as he yanked her panties to the side and made her ride his face.

Reagan’s sounds got even better and I saw more than a few people in the audience reacting to them.

“Ride his face, kitten. Let the big, bad wolf eat you up.” Tate dropped his head back but he couldn’t let her out of his sight for long. He jerked his head back up and groaned as he watched her gag on his cock. “Fuck, kitten. You want your cream, don’t you?”

I would’ve rolled my eyes if Reagan hadn’t practically purred for him.

I’d stayed away as long as I could. I squatted next to her and trailed my fingertips over her shoulders and back.

“As soon as you finish here, angel, I’m going to throw you over my shoulder, carry you to the first room I can find, and then I’m going to fuck you so hard you scream. This ass is mine tonight.”

Her body stiffened and her moans grew frantic around Tate’s dick as West made her come again. She reached out and grabbed my hand, a connection I hadn’t known I needed until she did it.

Tate shouted and the crowd watched as Reagan sucked his come down her throat like the angel she was. She didn’t miss a drop and finished him off with long, leisurely licks while she purred for him.

“That’s my good kitten.” Tate tucked himself back in his pants and West slipped out from under her. “Your turn, Mills.”

I picked Reagan up like she weighed nothing and tossed her over my shoulder. I landed a few slaps to her ass on the way down the stairs and then I left my hand there to cover the magic between her thighs from prying eyes. No one but us got to see that.

Another security guard appeared but he just silently pointed us down a hallway and toward an open room.

I barely glanced around the room before tossing Reagan down on the massive bed and chasing after her.

I had her dress off in seconds and was yanking her panties down with my teeth when West cleared his throat.

“This is the shadow room.” West read from a small plaque near the door. “That entire wall looks out over the club. We can see everything and everyone but they can only see our silhouettes. I think our security buddy wanted more of the show.”

I turned my head and swore when I saw it. The glass wall was so clean and pristine that it looked like it wasn’t there at all. It looked like we were in the club and there were people standing around, watching us. “You’re sure they can’t see details?”

Reagan writhed under me, her knees coming up around my hips.

“Oh, god. That’s… It’s… Just touch me, Mills.”

I heard Tate leave but I was focused on our woman. I gripped her chin and turned her face so she was watching people watch her. I ran my nose up her throat and bit her earlobe. “You like the idea of people watching you. Such a dirty girl. You want them to see us?”

She whimpered and reached down to grab my ass, doing her best to jerk my hips into hers.

“I want them to see me owned by you.”

That one sentence shoved me over the edge of my sanity.

I kissed her hard and then yanked her bra off.

I kicked my clothes off and stood her up in front of the glass.

It felt like there were people two feet from us, watching.

I cupped her breasts and growled into her ear. “Hands on the glass, angel.”

She did as I said and I nudged her legs apart. Her thighs were shiny with her wetness and when I pressed my cock against her opening, more of her juices greeted me. She was dripping wet.

Tate slipped back inside. “Shadows only. Fucking insanely hot shadows, but no details.”

That was all I needed. I thrust every inch as deep as I could go and growled against Reagan’s ear as she screamed. “Let them know I own you. Scream for me.”

Fucking Reagan harder than I ever had while people watched from the other side of a thin glass was intoxicating.

Knowing they couldn’t see her but they could see me fucking her, lit me on fire.

Her fingers clawed at the glass as she took my cock hard and fast and screamed for more.

I wanted more, though. I pulled out and then pressed against her ass.

“I own all of you, angel. Relax this ass for me.” My dick was so wet from her core I was able to glide inside as soon as she relaxed. I fucked her ass in short, lazy strokes as I stretched her and got her used to the invasion. “Tell them where my cock is, angel.”

She cried out and panted.

“My ass.”

“Louder.”

“It’s in my ass!” She screamed it as I thrust deep. “Oh, god, Mills. You’re in my ass. Fuck me, please!”

I bent her forward and something twisted worked its way through my body as the man on the other side of the glass pushed his hand in his pants and started jacking off. I wrapped Reagan’s hair around my fist and brought her head up so she could see what he was doing.

“Look at what you’re doing, angel. He wishes it was him in this tight ass. It’ll never be him, though. Tell me why.”

She stared at the man’s quickening movement and slipped her hand between her thighs.

“Because I’m yours!”

“Let’s show him just how much you belong to us.” I twisted her around and looked at West. He was naked and stroking himself already. “Fuck her mouth.”

“My fucking pleasure.” He came over and stroked Reagan’s face. “I’m going to do this again later, kitten, but the next time I do it, I’m going to have your sweet come all over my cock.”

A crowd gathered outside of the room as we lost control.

I took Reagan’s ass with a hunger that made me rougher than I would normally be.

Each deep thrust rocked her so deep on West’s cock that she gagged.

Her fingers were busy between her thighs, stroking her clit until she came and her legs gave out on her.

I picked her up and continued fucking her, lost in the pleasure.

I was close to coming and I wanted even more before I did.

“Are you ready to take all of your men?”

Tate swore and lay on the bed. I never pulled out of her ass as I moved her over Tate and he lined his dick up with her core.

The feeling of her ass tightening around me as he filled her cunt was enough to make my eyes roll back in my head.

West wasted no time in standing on the bed and pulling her mouth back to his cock.

With her full of our cocks, she practically vibrated as she came again.

Then we moved and she came apart between us.

We fucked her hard, riding her with all the need we’d been feeling for her.

It was rough. I left marks on her shoulders and back with my mouth and teeth and Tate did the same to her tits from below.

We were possessed with the need to have her for good.

My fingers left marks on her hips as I gripped her hard.

The first slap to her ass made her scream around West’s cock.

The rest set her off again and her coming pushed us over the edge.

I fucked her ass so hard that I lost the ability to speak or do anything more than rut her while spanking her red ass. Over and over again, I drove into her until my balls tightened and I shouted my release like a wounded animal.

Tate and West came next while Reagan still twitched between us, her body unable to handle more pleasure. Our come filled her and leaked out of her and I’d never seen anything better in my life.

“Come home.” I wrapped my arms around her and picked her up so I could stretch out on the bed with her on my chest. “Please.”

West moved over to the wall and tugged a curtain across the glass wall to shut the rest of the world out. He slid into bed next to me, his focus on Reagan. “You belong at home with us. You’re our family.”

“You’re our everything, Reagan.” Tate settled on my other side. “I’m miserable without you.”

She blinked sleepily and rubbed her face into my chest.

“I was going to come home soon.”

“Just had to come here on a date first? Where did the bastard go, anyway?” West stroked her hair out of her face. “If he touched you, he has to die.”

She shot me a catty look, suddenly more awake.

“It was just a hug.”

I growled at her.

“Touché, little angel. I was wrong. Just because someone’s physical touch means so little to me, doesn’t mean it isn’t wrong.”

She sighed happily.

“I wasn’t on a date. Harley asked me to come because she was nervous about the auction. I don’t know why Maxie told you I was on a date.”

Tate grunted. “Seems our sister has turned into a meddling brat.”

“She knows—” Reagan sat straight up and looked at us with wide eyes. “You said yours to love.”

West snorted. “That was a long time ago, kitten.”

“Do you mean that?”

I smiled up at her.

“I love you, Reagan.”

West and Tate repeated the words and we watched as she melted. Her heart practically thumped in her eyes like a cartoon as she looked at us.

“I love y’all, too.”

It felt too good to hear those words. I still wasn’t sure I deserved them but I was going to make sure that I did over the course of my life.

“Maxie’s watching Lucky so we have the night for us.”

Reagan curled up on my chest and let out a loud snort.

“You just broke me. If you think you’re getting your big penis near my little butt again, you’re mistaken.”

I laughed and cupped her ass.

“That’s not the only place I want to be buried deep, angel.”